Death Sentence 3 by Alexander Gordon Smith

Author:Alexander Gordon Smith
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-11-29T01:58:49+00:00

‘Christ, a little warning would be nice,’ said Zee, one hand to his heart. ‘I almost cacked myself.’

I laughed, walking round the desk to investigate. For a few seconds I couldn’t see anything in the glare; it was like looking into the sun. Then I realised that something in the room beyond was moving, specks of white against the glow that could have been birds swooping and circling. My heart leapt as memories from the outside world hit me, visions of beaches and sunlight and sea breezes. Then my eyes got used to the light and the room swam into focus.

‘Jackpot,’ said Zee, pushing past me. ‘Holy crap, we’ve hit the mother lode.’

Simon and I folowed him inside. He was right. The secret room was the same size as the one we’d just left, but there the similarity ended. The movement I had made out came from the television monitors that took up almost an entire wal, each displaying a scene from somewhere inside the prison. We stepped closer, letting our eyes drift over each grainy film.

‘That’s gen pop,’ said Simon, pointing at a screen which showed the canteen. It was empty, the inmates confined to their cels. I could see them on the other monitors, pale faces peering through bars, skinny bodies on bunks, and the feeling of nostalgia that washed over me took me by surprise. I never thought I’d feel homesick for my cel up top.

‘How the hel did we get away with blowing our way to the river?’ asked Zee.

‘There are cameras everywhere.’

‘Not in the chipping hals,’ I replied, seeing no sign of them on the screens. ‘They were hacked out after the prison was opened, remember.’ I looked for the kitchen, saw that the angle of the camera was directed towards the doors rather than at the oven, only one corner of which was visible. I pointed it out. ‘Bloody hel, that was a stroke of luck.’

‘And isn’t that the warden?’ added Zee. We crowded around another screen to see a group of blacksuits hunched over a motionless shape on the floor. The image was fuzzy but the figure was unmistakable.

‘You must have knocked him out cold,’ I said, patting Zee gently on the back.

‘You did that?’ Simon asked. Zee nodded, then looked up at me.

‘Wel, Alex here did most of it, I just gave him a little extra.’ He snorted, the noise not quite a laugh. ‘I should have kiled the bastard.’

‘Yeah,’ muttered Simon. ‘You shoulda. But at least we know he’s stil out for the count. Gives us some time.’

The sight of the warden unconscious on the other side of the prison’s underbely did take the knife edge of tension from my back. I let myself breathe, studying the monitors for a clue to our escape, a way out. Then I saw something that almost broke my heart.

‘Look,’ I said, feeling the gooseflesh erupt on my skin. I lifted a trembling finger to the top right-hand corner of the display, at a sight I never thought I’d see again.

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